Thank you, one and all. I really appreciate it. I hadn't guessed how much it would mean to me, to feel as loved and cared about as you have made me feel. I am crying again, and the tears feel good.
The last couple of days were suddenly and especially hard, and all I wanted was for my mom not to suffer anymore. She finally passed peacefully, at home, surrounded by loved ones, and I felt a calmness. I know she and my dad are finally reuninted; he passed 9 1/2 years ago. I am grateful for the time I spent with my mother during her illness. My husband and I took her for a hot air balloon ride, and she told everyone she spoke to it was the best day of her life. We took her for scenic drives and shopping and ice cream. Last Sunday (9/24), we took her to see a live butterfly exhibit (Magic Wings
). She so enjoyed it I decorated her room with butterflies. We were careful not to wash the butterfly re-admittance stamp off her hand.
Talking with my mom, she took delight in the idea I presented that we could scatter her ashes from a hot air balloon. I asked her what season she would like to have that done. She said spring or summer. Her favorite sight, as she always remarked when we saw it, was freshly tilled earth, ready for planting. There are many farms in the area, and she has loved seeing the gardening cycle. She and my dad have always been, and always will be, happiest in a garden.
I am prattling on, but those who know me are probably used to that by now.
I just wanted to share again the flowers I made for my mom shortly after she received her diagnosis; I hope you don't mind my adding to your wonderful gatherings... I know she would have loved every flower, every picture, every poem, letter, and note, here and those that have been sent to me in PM. Thank you all, so much.
a slide show of our hot air balloon ride: